(1st Update)

Hotel, room.

The ambiguous aura gradually spread, Hu Liena's pretty face was as red as a ripe apple, and she said to Yang Ming with a coquettish look:

"Yang Ming, you turn around for me, don't peek."

As soon as she spoke, Hu Liena had a dull hair on her forehead, and wisps of smoke were rising from her hair, obviously shy to the extreme.

Yang Ming shrugged his shoulders and turned his back to listen to her.

His ears moved slightly, and then he heard the sound of rustling behind him, and a faint dark fragrance permeated.

After a long time, Hu Liena covered the quilt's muffled voice:

"Alright."

Yang Ming turned around to look and saw Hu Liena lying on her clothes, burying her head in the quilt, only wearing a bath towel on her body, wrapping her body tightly.

I really can't see that Hu Liena is usually charming and colorful, but she is such a conservative girl in her bones, this contrast makes Yang Ming have a cute sense of déjà vu.

My Fair Lady, Gentleman.

But now, it's not the time to fall in love.

Yang Ming forcibly suppressed the male hormones of the adolescent teenager, and gently put one hand on Hu Liena's back.

Hu Liena's delicate body trembled slightly, her ears were red, and her heart shook for no reason, and an unprecedented touch surged over her head.

Yang Ming didn't know what Hu Liena was thinking at this time, his eyes were focused, and he was treating Hu Liena's "illness" throughout the whole process.

Through the thick palm, the soul power poured into Hu Liena's body and turned around, and Yang Ming's divine consciousness also saw countless viscous bloody breaths from the meridian blood circulation, which were clinging to Hu Liena's internal organs, eroding her body little by little, and nearly half of the bloody breath had poured into Hu Liena's head and began to have a significant impact on her spirit.

This kind of bloody aura is simply imperceptible to ordinary people with the naked eye.

Even a high-level soul master, if his spiritual power has not reached a certain height, he may not be able to detect it.

This can also explain why Hu Liena has no choice but to ask Yang Ming for help about the bloody aura that has penetrated into her body.

Of course, if it were someone else, I am afraid that there would be no way to save this situation.

Because this is different from an external injury, it can be healed with the medical soul technique, which is not an injury at all, it can only be said to be a kind of assimilation of everyone in the Killing Capital.

Although Yang Ming understands the plot, he still can't understand why the Killing Capital did this.

Or, even in the original book, Tang San was only the tip of the iceberg of understanding the killing capital.

Perhaps, even the hidden inheritance in the Killing Capital may not be so simple.

Yang Ming's eyes were thoughtful, his hand movements were not slow, with his tricky eyes, his fingers were through the bath towel, and he clicked a few acupoints on Hu Liena's back.

"Hmm~~~"

Hu Liena snorted, her voice was delicate and shy.

The next moment, Hu Liena noticed that the soul power in her body was blocked, and she couldn't mobilize the slightest soul power.

Surprisingly, Hu Liena did not suspect Yang Ming's motives, and did not even ask questions.

Even Hu Liena didn't know why she trusted Yang Ming so much.

This kind of feeling is unprecedented.

Let Hu Liena fall into a strange state of mind.

After sealing the soul power in Hu Liena's body, Yang Ming's eyes froze, and a streamer burst out of his reincarnation eyes, and with the help of the divine consciousness spiritual power that far surpassed many high-level soul masters, the bloody aura that invaded Hu Liena's body was released.

"Sneer, snort, sneer......"

In a burst of fart-like snorts, a misty scarlet gas emerged from the pores of Hu Liena's skin.

Evil, cold, bloodthirsty, sinful......

All kinds of indescribable negative emotions faintly came out of the red mist, and it was difficult to describe this feeling in a thousand words.

These red mist were like living creatures, just pulled out by Yang Ming, and it seemed that he was not willing to leave Hu Liena as a host, and the red mist spread its teeth and claws in mid-air, like a deformed octopus clinging to Hu Liena's body, wanting to pour into her body again.

"It's hard to get you out, but I can't let my efforts go to waste!"

The corners of Yang Ming's mouth hooked up a sneer, and the mysterious sword that had already been prepared slashed through an arc of light, like the most skilled surgeon, slashing against Hu Liena's body surface, completely severing the connection between the two.

"Whew!"

Completely separated from the host, the red mist seemed to have only discovered that Yang Ming, the culprit, had formed a bloody aura aggregate after killing thousands of people, turning into a small condensed snake, shooting towards Yang Ming, wanting to burrow into his body and treat him as a new host.

A look of understanding flashed in his eyes, and Yang Ming raised his sword and swung sideways, as if he had foresight, which happened to block the direction of the Red Mist Little Snake's advance.

The little snake of red mist slammed headlong into the blade of the sword.

If it is an ordinary weapon, an ordinary weapon martial spirit, it has no effect on this bloody aura that is difficult to see with the naked eye, and the red mist snake can easily drill through it.

But the mysterious sword is not an ordinary martial soul, and Yang Ming is not an ordinary soul master.

The slightly curved sword body was like a bottomless pit, and the moment the red mist snake approached, there was an attraction that was difficult to refuse, and in just a few moments, all the red mist snakes were "eaten".

When Yang Ming saw the introduction of the mysterious sword, he was a little surprised in his heart.

Because just now, the attack speed and sharpness of the superimposed Mysterious Sword seemed to be riding on a rocket, and it soared upward, looking at this level, it was about the same as Yang Ming killing thousands of people.

"Could it be that these bloody breaths are not just the negative emotions of the people, but also the essence and soul of the human body?"

Yang Ming's heart was shocked, and he felt a little afraid of his conjecture.

If that's the case, the killing capital is terrifying.

You know, the Killing Capital has been established for so many years, I don't know how many people have died here, if you conservatively estimate, at least hundreds of thousands of people have died, and most of the essence and souls of so many people after they died have been absorbed by the Killing Capital somewhere, and the small half is used as the ability to assimilate others, and the secret hidden in this, I'm afraid that even the King of Killing may not really know it, right?

The more he knew, the more Yang Ming suddenly discovered that the description of the Killing Capital in the original book in his previous life probably did not reveal the truth here at all.

Even, even the inheritance of the Shura God in the Killing Capital, I'm afraid it may not be so simple, right?

"Whew!"

Just as Yang Ming was secretly thinking about it, Hu Liena made a coquettish voice, calling him back from his thoughts.

Then, he saw that Hu Liena seemed to be in a special state, with a pair of beautiful eyes rippling in autumn waves, her face full of peach blossoms, spreading her arms like pink lotus, and hugging Yang Ming tightly.

"Yang Ming, don't leave me."

30,000 words are omitted below......

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